Livelongandprosper 39

“Bread and circus” by Livelongandprosper 39

(Note: the characters are Arnold, Bea, Christa, DJ, and Estella) Arnold stood in front of the six-seater table in the terrace of that fancy restaurant, one he had never been to, but which his best friend Mark had claimed to like. In the table, there were three empty seats- and three taken by unfamiliar faces. Mark had warned him about the other four people going to dinner with them, but, as expectable from him, he had done it when Arnold had already agreed to go, knowing he would otherwise refuse.  Arnold sighed, he now didn’t have ...

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“Read again our beginning” by Livelongandprosper 39

Turning the page, tilting the head to lean further on his hand. Ren enjoyed the peace the library provided him soaking himself in every word he read, or at least he was doing that until his silence was broken. “Hello, do you mind if I sit here?” a voice from behind startled him, making him turn to see who was its owner, and finding a boy of disheveled hair and uniform that Ren thought was a couple of years older than him, although they were the same age.  Too busy checking on the unfamiliar, bruised face, Ren took a few seconds to r...

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“Little time and little things are needed” by Livelongandprosper 39

Submitted to Contest #89

All characters and plot are based on real people and personal experiences. I watched Alan chuckle coyly at some of Joe’s jokes, Isabella discretely change the radio to her favorite rock channel, and Mark distractedly shove some chips into his mouth while looking to the sky, which I had no doubt was the bluest I had ever seen. The picture made me smile at myself, this was definitely a happy ending, well, maybe I should rather say a happy beginning, because thanks to them my story hasn’t but started.  “What are you smiling for?” Sarah...

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“Hanami” by Livelongandprosper 39

Submitted to Contest #86

References:  Hanami: Japan cherry blossom festival (it translates to “The viewing of flowers”) Mankai: When the cherries hit full bloom  A pink soft petal made its way slowly until it reached the top of Haru’s black wavy hair. Arata smiled with that bright and warm smile of his that resembled the sun of that day, and carefully picked the petal, putting it on the palm of his hand.  “It seems like spring has already arrived,” he said, making his friend show his smile too, one that, although shy, was refreshing and gentle, ...

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“One day” by Livelongandprosper 39

Submitted to Contest #84

TW: death He opened his eyes with effort, obliged to wake up by the light of the early morning, which, seeping from every window, drew stipes on the floor of the cell.  He didn’t complain about it though, in fact, he thanked that at least the light was allowed to visit him so the concept of time wasn’t entirely lost in his routine.  He sat up and, once again, looked at the marks on the wall, counting over them and wondering if he had forgotten to engrave a line the day before. It didn’t matter though, it would just mean one less sc...

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